|good short stories
Seeing the three masted schooner riding at anchor in the estuary was as much an awakening surprise to me as it must have been for someone marooned on a desert island who wakes to see such a ship in the bay. An evocative and timeless image. How lucky I was to be where I was at the time I was. A great day on the path.
Mmmm, I think you know too much already, but what the hell. . . retired firefighter, martial artist and self thought philosopher, some say cynic, some say skeptic, some know the truth. . . . most never will.